| Ayy, I said I love you I lied, me and money allied
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| Smoking gas can’t lift a eyelid, pull up, Hellcat, demons outside
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| VVSs stinging your eye, I know it ain’t safe, tennis shoes over 1K
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| I really don’t rock 'em, my bitch say my shit go to waste
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| Karats so watery, she tryna cover me, tryna keep up with me, keep up the pace
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| Riding with a yellow bitch, I couldn’t pass on her, she got a ass,
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| but I couldn’t find a waist
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| I just left Chase, I’m grinning ear to ear, I got them racks on me,
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| finna go play
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| Remember I tried to save up 20K, did it and bought me a SRT8
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| I had the fastest car on the whole block, somehow I got the function too late
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| Yellowbone bitch and she going both ways, took her, you ain’t seen your ho in
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| four days
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| Ayy, self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
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| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
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| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
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| finna shop or whatever
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| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
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| ever
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| Self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
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| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
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| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
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| finna shop or whatever
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| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
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| ever
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| Took her away, she ain’t going back over there, designer lover down to my
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| underwear
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| Dripping you too, ain’t no lil boys over here, three iPhones, no Androids over
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| here
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| Downtown crib, yeah, Lakeshore over there, ex-nigga mad we get cake more over
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| here
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| Better pipe down, we slide doors over here, new ice too, all rose gold over
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| there
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| We can go far if you stop fronting, guarantee you limp when I’m done pumping
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| Might be tripping, I can’t hear nothing, you’ll be surprised what we got in
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| common
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| Fell out the sky, baby, I’m a comet, i’m a hero and a villain, I’ma need a comic
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| Smoking out the pound, everything exotic, never go broke, shit, I made a promise
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| Say she wanna put my dick in her pocket, have you upside down getting nauseous
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| Godly shit, come and be a goddess, no rap cap, I’m just being honest
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| Ayy, self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
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| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
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| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
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| finna shop or whatever
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| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
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| ever
|
| Self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
|
| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
|
| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
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| finna shop or whatever
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| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
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| ever
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| Fucking a bitch who was dancing at Arnie’s, seventeen-hundred, I took her to
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| Barney’s
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| Take her to the crib, fuck her to Cardi B, I don’t go out, you can order to eat
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| Trackhawk Hellcat, ordered the seat, black Versace two-chain sneaks
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| Fuck all them niggas, they know they deceased, Glock with the switch,
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| better order the piece
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| All the Chanels get the early release, Naked Famous only with Wheats
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| Fuck it, I ride like I’m Honcho, I know a bitch fucking on rappers for Honchos
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| Counting this money a turn on, first time in a foreign, you couldn’t get it to
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| turn on
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| Yeah, I’ma just fuck with the streets, busting off pills when I fuck her to
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| sleep
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| I’m fucking with niggas who fucking with me, the bitches you cherish ain’t
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| nothing to me
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| And I go eat at the busiest Bee’s
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| Ayy, self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
|
| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
|
| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
|
| finna shop or whatever
|
| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
|
| ever
|
| Self made nigga, you witnessing, flooded my neck ain’t no fishes in it
|
| Two-door, stuffing six bitches in, feet on they neck, I ain’t lifting my shit
|
| Just left the bank, almost left with my cashier, took a dub out,
|
| finna shop or whatever
|
| Took my ho out, finna buy her whatever, whoever she left, she ain’t going back
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| ever |